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First Day of School - BellaI can’t believe I’m doing this again. Looking back nearly ten years ago to myfirst day of high school in Phoenix, it never would have occurred to me that Iwould willingly repeat even a single day of that torture.That was then. I’d say I’ve come a long way.I was waiting in the main office with members of my family while someone organizedour schedules and paperwork. A woman named Bev Jeffries was attempting to sort herway through piles of disorganization so that she could direct us to ourdestinations. Our presence had not helped to expedite her search. She wasunbelievably flustered and had been since the moment we breezed through the door.Not that I blamed her.Edward had walked slowly up to the desk and said, “Excuse me, Miss Jeffries? Ibelieve you spoke to my father, Carlisle Cullen. We’re here to begin classes. Arewe in the right place?” She had gawked at him for a solid twenty seconds beforeresponding.One of the more disconcerting things about my transformation into a vampire almostsix years ago has been the staring. Complete strangers would stop in shock towatch me as I pumped gas. As if our pale visages and shocking, amber-colored eyesweren’t enough reason, the transformation made each of us a heightened version ofour human selves. The luster of my dark, reddish-brown hair had deepened, and mypale skin had a pearly luminescence. My features had been plain as a human; notunattractive, merely plain. I was now considered quite beautiful by theirstandards. It was embarrassing and difficult for me to adjust to even the mostearnest admiration.My sister Alice was petite and elfin-looking. Her black hair was artfully arrangedin gothic spikes all around her head, and her features were flawless and serene,albeit unsettling for humans to look at – Alice always had an ethereal, distractedlook about her that had to do with her ability to see into the future.My other sister Rosalie was not happy to be here. Rosalie hated starting schoolagain. Edward had assured me that her hatred would be mollified as soon as shecould see firsthand the glances of admiration and envy that followed Rosalie themost out of any of us. Rosalie had been gorgeous as a human. As a result, she wasbreathtakingly beautiful as an immortal. Her long blond hair fell in soft curvesdown her back, and her features were an artist’s dream of perfection.Emmett, Rosalie’s significant other, never seemed to mind the lustful glancesRosalie inspired in others. It was probably because he knew that it would never bemore than a look . . . Emmett’s brawn quickly quashed any guy’s half-heartednotion that he could successfully compete with Emmett for Rosalie’s affection, notto mention the fact that Rosalie sneered at any unwanted attention withunconcealed disdain. Emmett was heavily muscled, with dark curly hair and animpish grin set off by dimples. He was undoubtedly the brother who gave me themost hell, in a loving way. Emmett constantly tried to find ways to insight myire. He leaned over towards me as we waited for Ms. Jeffries to find our schedulesand whispered, “You planning on killing anyone today little sister?” He had spentthe better part of the last week trying to make me even more nervous about goingto high school again.Even though I had unparalleled self-control as a young vampire around humans, Iwas still nervous about drawing unnecessary attention to myself at school. Ofcourse, grabbing some unsuspecting human and gnawing on their neck would be a sureway to garner negative attention. Heck, I would probably be expelled, I mused tomyself with a nervous chuckle.In a movement so quick that only we could discern it, Edward punched Emmett in thestomach. “There’s more where that came from if you don’t cut it out,” he snarledunder his breath. I sighed as Rosalie demanded that both of them behave. I knewthat Emmett wanted nothing more than to hit Edward back, but he learned decadesago the futility of that attempt. Edward was another vampire with gifts beyond thenorm. He could read the mind of anyone around him, human or vampire – with onlyone known exception. If Emmett even considered hitting Edward, Edward would know
when and where. It drove Emmett crazy, and he constantly called Edward a cheateras a result.Jasper, the love of Alice’s existence, sensed my consternation, and I immediatelyfelt a wave of calm surround me. Jasper’s ability to manipulate the feelings ofthose around him definitely had its advantages.“Thanks Jazz,” I murmured.“Anytime,” he said as he absentmindedly ran his hand through his wavy blond hair.At that moment, Bev Jeffries came forward with a small handful of papers and atriumphant smile.“Okay! So I think I have everything now. Which one of you is Jasper Hale?” shequeried with her southern drawl. She began passing out our schedules and maps ofthe school.“Well, I’m guessing you must be Edward,” she said as she handed him the lastschedule in her hand. She stumbled over his name as she looked at him, and Iimmediately felt sympathetic. Edward’s tousled, bronze-colored hair framed a facethat looked as though it were carved from marble. His jaw appeared chiseled, andthe soft curve of his perfect half-smile directed at Bev Jeffries sent her pulserunning.“Thanks. I think we’re missing one though. Do you have a schedule for IsabellaSwan?”After much consideration, I had decided that it made more sense for me to use mymaiden name in our new home of Brevard, North Carolina. My family had lived in thearea around Appalachia sometime in the 1930s, and this was our first return to itsince then. We settled in Brevard because of its seclusion and proximity to theforest – which contained our chosen source of nourishment. The guys had howledwith laughter at the fact that Brevard lies in Transylvania County in NorthCarolina. Even I had a good laugh about it. Since it was weird enough that the sixnew kids at Brevard High were all perfectly matched with one another AND lived inthe same home, I decided that a presumably unmarried couple with the same lastname might look a little weird. I didn’t think it was legal for supposed 16-year-olds to be married anyway. Edward had been disappointed, but he made up for it bycalling me Mrs. Cullen any chance he had at home.“Oh dear. I was so sure I had them all. Why don’t the rest of you go ahead to yourhomerooms, and Isabella can wait here while I try to find her paperwork in thismess,” Ms. Jeffries said to us all.“Perhaps I can help, Ms. Jeffries,” Edward said smoothly. “Bella is supposed to bein all of the same classes as me, so maybe she could just copy my schedule?”“Well either way I have to get her a printed schedule to show her teachers. Let memake a copy of yours just in case Edward. The rest of you run along to class,” Ms.Jeffries said as she distractedly grabbed his schedule and turned to thephotocopier.She had totally missed Edward’s blatant manipulation. He triumphantly looked at meand winked. I smiled back at him, remembering how he had deftly tricked poor Mrs.Cope at Forks High into arranging identical schedules for both of us. Maybe thiswouldn’t be so bad after all.“Here’s your schedule Edward. Go ahead. Bella will join you shortly once I’vesorted through this mess,” Ms. Jeffries said.Edward gave her another grin that sent her pulse quickening and said, “Thanks somuch for all your help. See you soon Bella.” He left with a wink and a smolderingsmile.First Day of School – Edward“I swear Emmett if you don’t stop making her feel unsure of herself I’ll make yousorry later,” I murmured to my favorite brother as we walked out of the office andtowards our respective homerooms.I’m just playing Edward. It’s not like she’s going to do anything wrong. BellaNEVER does anything wrong. She’s not a hell-raiser like Nessie. It’s just fun tosee her get self-conscious. Emmett’s thoughts were amused and completely unafraidof me.
“All the same, you’ve been warned,” I whispered.Whatever. You overreact all the time man. Just chill and enjoy freaking the massesout today. I smiled in spite of myself. The bell for homeroom rang.You really wreaked havoc on that poor Jeffries lady Edward. Jasper chuckled tohimself as he remembered her pulse quickening. I looked back over my shoulder forBella and frowned when I didn’t see her.“Edward she’s going to be fine! You’ll see her soon,” Alice stated aloud. Reallyshe will be fine. She’s just sitting there with an uncomfortable look on her facewhile Ms. Jeffries puts her schedule into the computer. Trust me. What is shewearing by the way!? God that girl is hopeless. What’s with the flats . . . andthat shirt . . .I began to drown out Alice’s internal discord with Bella’s perceived lack offashion sense as the thoughts of the students began to crowd my mind. We hadwalked into the hall where all the lockers were. Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett weremoving down toward the senior lockers. I half-listened to their reactions to us.“Wow.”“That blonde girl is hot.”“Where did that dark-haired girl get those shoes?”“That guy looks big. I wonder if he plays football.”“Why are they all so pale?”“Holy crap, that guy is GORGEOUS.”“They look a little weird.”“I wonder if he’s single” . . .Nothing original. I looked around for the room numbers until I found the rightone.“Do we have any classes together Alice?” I said to her before I walked in.“We have English together, third period,” she said as she waited with me by thedoor of my homeroom for Bella.“Go ahead to class Alice. You don’t want to be late on the first day.”Ha! I’ll see you soon. So far Bella’s first day looks really uneventful, so don’tworry too much. I smiled and walked into homeroom.There were two empty seats available in the room, and I opted for the seat in theback of the class. As I walked down the rows to the desk, I was inundated again bymore banalities.“Wow, that guy has got to be the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.”“Whoa, check out his jacket!”“Damn, all the girls are staring at him.”“I guess Nate’s finally gonna have some competition.”“Here’s hoping he doesn’t already have a girlfriend!” . . .“Hmmm. He sure looks full of himself – it should be fun to take him down a bit.”As I took my seat, I turned to focus in on the last set of rather vitriolicthoughts.They belonged to a pompous looking boy sitting in the front next to the otherempty seat. I frowned as I looked directly at him. His mind was filled with self-congratulatory musings. The boy appeared to shave his head regularly and entirely.He had a short stubble of dark hair all across his scalp and thick dark eyebrowsover large, light blue eyes. His face was angular with a hawk-like appearance. Hisskin was tanned and clear, and he appeared to be around my height and wellmuscled. He was very aware of the fact that he was handsome and that eyes followedhis movements appreciatively.None of this was overly noteworthy to me, but there was something sinister to himthat troubled my instincts, as if I were missing something very integral abouthim. I focused more on his thoughts as I continued to look at him. Feeling mygaze, he shifted in his chair to focus on me.Most humans look at us for a brief period of time before their mind attempts toprotect itself from dealing with reality by looking away. Denial is always saferfor the human mind. This boy stared unabashedly back at me with a nasty smirk.This guy is interesting. I’ll bet he was something special wherever he came from.

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